only an arms length away,
never stray, never sway
but there's nothing left to teach.
suddenly, the path gets wider,
until a fork in the road is reached,
overgrown and untraveled, the path breached,
she must start to walk with no one beside her.
Drawing the map as she goes,
trust and faith directly lead to hope,
as a speck in the distance, it gets harder to cope,
eventually your world won't be all she knows.
Unimpressionable, only she holds the powers.
Eighteen years, you feel weak once so strong,
but now only she can decide right from wrong
through the sunshine, storms and scattered rain showers.
Letting her slide through your grip,
she's hours away, venturing into the rough.
Watching with worry from afar has got to be tough,
you just need to trust that your lessons wont slip.
She's alone in the world, unsheltered from the cold
sit back, relax, and watch her story unfold.
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